The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Zhen Changzi left in disgrace.

In the next few days, things became calm again.

Hou Qigui was very worried, because if this happened the first time, there would definitely be a second time.

At first, he blamed Bai Jingjing and Huang Dashan for not coming out. After all, they were demons. If word spread, it would cause unnecessary trouble if people in Xuanmen knew that Li's house had two demons.

However, Li Muchen's words made him feel relieved.

"Since all living beings are equal, why do you still think about them being monsters?"

Hou Qigui was right when he thought about it. What other people think is their business, and he must first correct his attitude. If you are not confident in your own way and have to be secretive, how can you still practice?

But the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind didn't stop. The "second time" Hou Qigui was worried about soon came.

Another Taoist came that day, claiming to be the master of Zhen Changzi, the supreme master of the Hengshan sect, and wanted to discuss Taoism with Li Muchen.

Of course Li Zhai wouldn't let him in, but this time, not only Li Axi and Boss Wang couldn't stop him, but even Bai Jingjing and Huang Dashan couldn't stop him.

Bai Jingjing had one of his thorns taken away by him. Huang Dashan used all his magic, including his life-saving technique - the Stinky Jumper, but he still couldn't help Bai Jingjing get the thorns back.

If it weren't for the ten-thousand-year-old mink tail on his body that was so powerful, the Taoist would have almost pulled out all his hair.

However, Master Ji Zhi did not hurt anyone. After Huang Dashan was defeated, he nodded slightly and cursed with a smile: "You skunk, you are really capable. No wonder my disciple is so embarrassed."

Huang Dashan squatted there and tilted his head and said harshly: "If it weren't for the recent economic downturn, incense and incense, and lack of arrogance, I still wouldn't be able to control you?"

Master Ji Zhi laughed loudly: "I asked why no one came to my fairy temple. It turns out that the incense was given to you, a skunk who pretends to be a ghost!"

Huang Dashan said: "Don't be a skunk all day long. The crow falls on the wild boar - you can only see the blackness of others, but you can't see your own blackness. We are all mixed up, we are Wu Dalang and Wang Ying, no one can Not higher than anyone else.”

Master Ji Zhi was not angry, he shook his head and said: "I am not a skunk. You open your mouth and listen to the poor. Logically speaking, you are a monster. If I kill you, I will kill you. But I miss you." He is a man who eats incense and rice, and he has no evil spirits on his body, so I won’t care about you. Just go to your temple and ask Li Muchen to speak."

Huang Dashan was not angry when he saw him, but he was full of wisecracks but couldn't say them. It was like his fist met the air and couldn't use his strength. Then he stopped talking and helped Bai Jingjing to the side.

Li Muchen came out.

In fact, he had seen this scene before, and he didn't say a word because he could see that Master Ji Zhi had no ill intentions. If they really came to "slay the demons", Huang Dashan and Bai Jingjing would have died long ago.

"A friendly greeting, I'm Li Muchen."

Li Muchen cupped his hands and stood there with a smile on his face and his body like a breeze.

Master Ji Zhi looked at him for a few times, slightly surprised, and said: "I heard that you preached in the capital and often made shocking remarks. My incompetent disciple didn't even see you in person. I thought..." What an astonishing talent you are, but I see that you have no innate Qi, you have not survived the thunder tribulation, and you cannot live or die. You are far away from the Tao. How can you dare to say those heaven-defying words? "

Li Muchen smiled and said: "The Tao is not far away from people, but people are far away from the Tao. Zhuangzi said: Tao is drowned in shit. Why is heaven the only Tao?"

Master Ji Zhi nodded slightly: "You are just borrowing the words of Lao Zhuang, not your own way. I also talk about the way of heaven. Since ancient times, practitioners have worshiped heaven as their way. How come you have to create a way that does not belong to heaven?" Isn't it just grandstanding to express surprise?"

Li Muchen shook his head and said: "It's not to flatter others. Heaven is born from Tao, not Tao in heaven, but heaven in Tao. When saints talk about the way of heaven, they just use heaven as a metaphor to set up a standard of Tao to make it easier for people to understand, but not in terms of heaven. On behalf of the Tao. Since heaven is in the Tao, how can there be distinction between innate and acquired? Innate is the Tao, isn’t the acquired the Tao?”

Master Ji Zhi said: "Nature and nurture are the boundaries of practice and the difference in realm. Innate is the way of nature, and nurture is the way of man. It is difficult for ordinary people to enter the Tao, and they have no way to start. They must teach them the Dharma. This is called the acquired way. Obtain the Dharma. Through practice, inner realization, and gradually perceiving the laws of heaven and earth, you can abandon the conditioned method and enter the state of inaction, which is innate. Innate and acquired are all the Tao, and the Tao is not far away from people, but people are in the Tao without knowing it. If there is no There is no starting point for the division of realms, so how can ordinary people enter the door of cultivation?"

Li Muchen nodded and said: "Fellow Taoist is right, but there is no superior or inferior Tao. Why does the Tao of Heaven have a distinction between higher and lower realms? Why is nature higher than nurture? The so-called giving people the law, to put it bluntly, is to give people a way to rise. channel. The question is, all living beings are born from the Tao, so why are they born at the bottom of the realm? Heaven has set its own path and has given people an upward channel, so why not give people an upward channel, but have to choose among them? Tens of thousands of years have passed, the sky is still the sky, and all living beings are still all living beings.”

"Then according to your opinion, everyone can become an immortal and achieve enlightenment?"

"Why not?" Li Muchen smiled.

Master Ji Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought.

Li Muchen didn't rush him either.

The two stood in the yard, facing each other, about ten meters apart, motionless. For those who didn't know, they thought they were the two wax figures in the house.

After a long time, Master Ji Zhi kept shaking his head: "No! Human beings are born different. They are stupid, smart, savvy, and have acquired temperaments. Even if I preach, I can only teach the Dharma according to circumstances. How can everyone succeed?" Immortal?"

Li Muchen shook his head: "How did the basic understanding come from? It is not innate. We often say that this is an innate destiny, so where does this destiny come from? Is it God-given? Or is it chosen by people? Do people have the right to choose?"

He pointed at Huang Dashan and said, "In your eyes, he is a monster. But does he want to be a monster? Does he have the right to choose? He is a weasel, born, not chosen by himself. On the contrary. , he is always trying to learn to be a human being. In my eyes, he is a human being. You, me and him are all the same life!"

"If we are created by heaven, why is it unfair? You can become an immortal, but he can only be a demon? If we are not created by heaven, why should we obey the destiny and respect the virtues of heaven? In the ascending path determined by heaven Squeezed your head?"

Master Ji Zhi was silent again.

Finally, he shook his head: "No! No! You are talking evil and deceiving my Taoist mind! Come on, let's have a battle to see if your non-Heavenly method is more powerful or my Innate method is more powerful!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, and there was a feather fan in his hand, and he fanned it gently.

In an instant, the situation changes and the stars move.

The entire Li residence seemed to have been transported from the capital into another time and space by his blow.

There were thick clouds overhead, and thunder was rolling.

Master Ji Zhi slapped the fan gently again, and suddenly, the strong wind was like a knife, and the heavy rain was like arrows.

A bolt of golden lightning burst out of the clouds, and the head of the pen fell down.